The Assistant~
NAME. UTP AGE & BIRTH DATE. Ancient & UTP SPECIES. Human ;) AFFILIATION. The House of Bianchi OCCUPATION. Marzia Bianchi’s Personal Assistant
Eternity is a long time when you’re serving an Eldritch God. Human in every sense of the word, except that you’re older than dirt. Puppet? Meatsuit? There’s no word for what you are, but you’ve been making Marzia’s appointments for as long as you can remember. You and the Mayor have been all over the history books, yet somehow no one ever seems to remember you. Oil paintings? Photos? Mona Lisa? More like Marzia Bianchi. Keeping up with the times is easier than everyone says it is, social media is a breeze - it’s definitely easier than that time Marzia had you go apple picking for one of the fallen. Everyone remembers Nero, but people don’t realize how hard it was when the Mayor told you to find a lyre that he liked. Talk about being particular. Split atoms? Marzia calls that the Bianchi method, you’ve been telling her for years that it really took off. Hey Vice, do the thing. Hey Vice, what’s that movie I like? Hey Vice, can you get me a reservation for that restaurant on that street? Maybe it’s time for a vacation. Or, at the very least, a raise.
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